Winter cannot recall the fullness of summer, Nor summer the trees grown stark and cold, So seasons pass in the footsteps of each other, Never growing younger or ever turning old.
Our True Self is, in part, a secret field where a never-ending cycle of ebb and flow plays itself out in passing expressions of alternating fullness and emptiness, much as runoff winter waters from great mountains rush down to fill […]
We can either spend our time thinking about what we don’t have, feeling empty and bitter over some imagined contentment lost… or we can become quietly aware of what we already are and find there, within our Self, what is […]
In those times when we’re busy dreaming up the next plan, the next love, the next thrill, aren’t we really looking for a way to renew ourselves? Most of us experience “renewal” when some idea or a hope that we […]